• joe zawinul, jaco pastorius, wayne shorter, alex acuna ve manolo badrena'dan oluşan (ki öncesinde ve sonrasında her zaman elemaları ve formu değişmiştir.) weather report'un en güzel albümlerinden heavy weather albümünde yeralan, kompozisyon ve aranjman harikası, mükemmel parça.
  • jazz'ın bebop döneminde, charlie parker ve dizzy gillespie günlerinde charlie'nin lakabı yardbird'den esinlenerek açılmış gece kulübü. daha sonra eroin kullanmaktan iyice uçan charlie'nin içeriye girmesini yasaklamış ironik mekan.
  • patti smithin horses albümünde yer alan şarkı.
  • the manhattan transfer'in pek bir oynak sarkisi:

    5,000 light years from birdland
    but i’m still preachin’ the rhythm
    long-gone, uptight years from birdland
    an’ i’m still teachin’ it with ’em

    years from the land of the bird
    an’ i am still feelin’ the spirit
    5,000 light years from birdland
    but i know people can hear it

    bird named it, bird made it, bird heard it, then played it
    well-stated! birdland--
    it happened down in birdland

    oh!

    in the middle of that hub
    i remember one jazz club
    where we went to pat feet
    down on fifty-secon’ street

    everybody heard that word
    that they named it after bird

    where the rhythm swooped and swirled
    the jazz corner of the world

    an’ the cats they gigged in there
    were beyond compare

    birdland - i’m singin’ birdland
    birdland - ol’ swingin’ birdland

    hey, man, the music really turns you on!
    y’ turn me on,
    really, y’ turn me aroun’
    ’n turn me on

    down them stairs, lose them cares - where?
    down in birdland
    total swing, bop was king - there
    down in birdland
    bird would cook, max would look - where?
    down in birdland
    miles came through, ’trane came too - there
    down in birdland
    basie blew, blakey too - where?
    down in birdland
    cannonball played that hall - there
    down in birdland
    yeah---

    there may never be nothin’ such as that
    no mo’ - no mo’
    down in birdland, that’s where it was at
    i know - i know
    back in them days bop was ridin’ high
    hello! ’n goodbye!

    how well those cats remember
    their first birdland gig
    to play in birdland is an honor we still dig
    yeah---that club was like--
    in another world, sure enough--
    yeah, baby
    all o’ the cats had the cookin’ on
    people just sat an’ they was steady lookin’ on
    then bird--he came ’n spread the word--
    birdland

    yes, indeed, he did
    yes, indeed, he did
    yes, indeed, he did
    yes, he did, parker played at birdland
    yes, he really did
    yes, indeed, he really did
    yes, he really did
    told the truth down in birdland
    yes, indeed he did, yardbird parker played in
    birdland

    yes, indeed, he really did
    charlie parker played in birdland

    bird named it, bird made it, bird heard it,
    then played it
    well-stated! birdland
    it happened down in birdland

    everybody dug that beat
    everybody stomped their feet
    everybody digs be-bop
    an’ they’ll never stop

    down them stairs, lose them cares - yeah!
    down in birdland
    total swing! bop was king - yeah!
    down in birdland

    bird would cook, max would look - yeah,
    down in birdland
    miles came through, ’trane came too - yeah!
    down in birdland
    basie blew, blakey too - yeah!
    down in birdland

    cannonball played that hall - yeah
    down in birdland

    down them stairs, lose them cares - yeah
    down in birdland
    total swing! bop was king - yeah
    down in birdland

    bird would cook, max would look - yeah,
    down in birdland
    miles came through, ’trane came too - yeah!
    down in birdland

    basie blew, blakey too - yeah!
    down in birdland
    cannonball played that hall - yeah
    down in birdland

    down them stairs, lose y’ cares -yeah
    down in birdland
    total swing! bop was king - yeah
    down in birdland

    bird would cook, max would look - yeah,
    down in birdland

    background solo:
    come in pairs down them stairs, lose y’ cares
    them that dares gits it!

    pay the gate, don’t be late
    it’s a date! - whattay’ know
    if y’ dig, then you’ll dig, it’s a groove
    quite a groove, ’cause y’ t’ move
    come in twos, pay your dues

    what can you lose?
    just your blues!
    so lose them!

    the band swingin’ one and all and what a ball!
    yeah!

    music is good, music is better than good
    pretty good
    very nice
    really very good - things are bein’ like they should
    very good -- very good -- very good

    all y’ gotta do is lend an ear
    an’ listen to it
    then y’ dig a little sooner than soon
    you’ll be diggin’ everything diggin’ all the music

    what a ball!

    how y’ gonna figure out
    a way t’ bring it all about amid a
    lot o’ other music on the set’n on
    the scene know what i mean?
    how y’ gonna separate the music from the scene
    ’gonna have t’ keep the memory clean
    y’ gonna hear a lotta’ sound -- a lotta soun’
  • muhteşem ses, muhteşem yakarış. (bkz: patti smith).

    his father died and left him a little farm in new england.
    all the long black funeral cars left the scene
    and the boy was just standing there alone
    looking at the shiny red tractor
    him and his daddy used to sit inside
    and circle the blue fields and grease the night.
    it was if someone had spread butter on all the fine points of the stars
    ’cause when he looked up they started to slip.
    then he put his head in the crux of his arm
    and he started to drift, drift to the belly of a ship,
    let the ship slide open, and he went inside of it
    and saw his daddy ’hind the control board streamin’ beads of light,
    he saw his daddy ’hind the control board,
    and he was very different tonight
    ’cause he was not human, he was not human.

    and then the little boy’s face lit up with such naked joy
    that the sun burned around his lids and his eyes were like two suns,
    white lids, white opals, seeing everything just a little bit too clearly
    and he looked around and there was no black ship in sight,
    no black funeral cars, nothing except for him the raven
    and fell on his knees and looked up and cried out,
    “no, daddy, don’t leave me here alone,
    take me up, daddy, to the belly of your ship,
    let the ship slide open and i’ll go inside of it
    where you’re not human, you are not human.”

    but nobody heard the boy’s cry of alarm.
    nobody there ’cept for the birds around the new england farm
    and they gathered in all directions, like roses they scattered
    and they were like compass grass coming together into the head of a shaman bouquet
    slit in his nose and all the others went shooting
    and he saw the lights of traffic beckoning like the hands of blake
    grabbing at his cheeks, taking out his neck,
    all his limbs, everything was twisted and he said,
    “i won’t give up, won’t give up, don’t let me give up,
    i won’t give up, come here, let me go up fast,
    take me up quick, take me up, up to the belly of a ship
    and the ship slides open and i go inside of it where i am not human.”

    i am helium raven and this movie is mine,
    so he cried out as he stretched the sky,
    pushing it all out like latex cartoon, am i all alone in this generation?
    we’ll just be dreaming of animation night and day
    and won’t let up, won’t let up and i see them coming in,
    oh, i couldn’t hear them before, but i hear ’em now,
    it’s a radar scope in all silver and all platinum lights
    moving in like black ships, they were moving in, streams of them,
    and he put up his hands and he said, “it’s me, it’s me,
    i’ll give you my eyes, take me up, oh now please take me up,
    i’m helium raven waitin’ for you, please take me up,
    don’t let me here,” the son, the sign, the cross,
    like the shape of a tortured woman, the true shape of a tortured woman,
    the mother standing in the doorway letting her sons
    no longer presidents but prophets
    they’re all dreaming they’re gonna bear the prophet,
    he’s gonna run through the fields dreaming in animation
    it’s all gonna split his skull
    it’s gonna come out like a black bouquet shining
    like a fist that’s gonna shoot them up
    like light, like mohammed boxer
    take them up up up up up up
    oh, let’s go up, up, take me up, i’ll go up,
    i’m going up, i’m going up
    take me up, i’m going up, i’ll go up there
    go up go up go up go up up up up up up up
    up, up to the belly of a ship.
    let the ship slide open and we’ll go inside of it
    where we are not human, we’re not human.

    well, there was sand, there were tiles,
    the sun had melted the sand and it coagulated
    like a river of glass
    when it hardened he looked at the surface
    he saw his face
    and where there were eyes were just two white opals, two white opals,
    where there were eyes there were just two white opals
    and he looked up and the rays shot
    and he saw raven comin’ in
    and he crawled on his back and he went up
    up up up up up up
    sha da do wop, da shaman do way, sha da do wop, da shaman do way,
    sha da do wop, da shaman do way, sha da do wop, da shaman do way,
    sha da do wop, da shaman do way,
    we like birdland.
  • (bkz: #8982645)
  • patti smithin sapık bi şarkısı. mükemmel.
  • weather report'un 1977 çıkışlı akıllara zarar albümü heavy weather'dan muhteşem bir joe zawinul kompozisyonu. ilginç sayılabilecek bir şekilde, o dönemde nba maçlarında çalacak derecede hit olmuştur. olağanüstü ticari başarısının yanı sıra, kısa sürede bir caz standardı haline gelmiş, birçok jazz-fusion grubunun repertuarında yer edinmiştir.

    her zaman olduğu gibi, jaco*'nun perdesiz bas performansı muhteşemdir. ton, teknik, yaratıcılık, groove vs. her anlamda.

    birdland, bir müzik eserinin yapısal elementlerini hangi şekilde bir araya getirilmesi anlamında düzenleme (aranjman) bakımından geride bıraktığımız yüzyılın şaheserlerinden biridir. hatta bana kalırsa, bir adım daha öteye götürecek olursak, düzenleme denen şeyin bizzat kendisidir.
  • her sabah bir doz dinlense, en boktan güne bile güneş açtıracak bir hava durumu* saheseridir.
  • rahmetli joe zawinulun viyananin 3. bölgesinde acmis oldugu mekanin adidir. tuzlu fiyatlarindan ve mainstream cizgisinden dolayi hic gitmisligim yoktur ama yine de sikici dükkanlardan ve almanca dublajli filmler gösteren bir sinemadan baska bir numarasi olmayan landstrasse hauptstrasse´yi biraz olsun canlandirmaktadir.
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